the scene: sitting in the living room, trying to figure out what to get daddy for father's day.
me: okay, graham, you need to make a father's day gift for daddy.
graham: no i don't.
me: you don't?
graham: no. because do you remember a long time ago when i was born?
me: mmm hmm.
graham: yeah, so when i was born i was a gift. so i don't have to make him a gift because i'm already his gift.
you are everyone's gift, sweet boy.
you're also pretty knowledgable about how to get out of work...and definitely not lacking in self-esteem...i couldn't love you more.